[Prospect 2:]
Analyze my own matter from above
Blacked out eyes in an existence overgrown
Never fall back down
Trapped in myself
Sold my hands
Envy them
Can't find the one
I slowly start to cut pieces of flesh from my body
Dig in and dissect
Collecting examples of what the outside world sees
Under it all
I know the devastation I have caused
Upon myself and this world
Speak to me freely
I am listening
